Like Mother, like child

     I love to read. My Mom used to buy me Nancy Drew books at the bookstore, and I’d finish one before we got home. I devour books. Imagine my delight when we discovered, at age 3, that C could read. He barely spoke 10 words, but we realized he could read all of them and more. It’s called “hyperlexia,” and is considered a savant skill relating to autism. Generally it levels out as kids catch up, but in terms of comprehension children with hyperlexia tend to fall behind their peers.

     Tonight I had a joyful moment - we had done lights out and it was very quiet in C’s room. In the past, this has translated to him filling up his bathroom sink with water, putting way too much toilet paper in the toilet, or opening his blinds to look out the window. Tonight, however, I caught him doing something I used to do as a kid - reading with a flashlight. He was sitting cross-legged, flashlight in hand, reading a book. It made my day.